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[la_matrona]

[this is much harder to write than it has any reason to be and there is no part of Imelda that actually wants to write it. But needs must and she must because there is too much on the table and, at any rate, at least she can distance herself somewhat from the question.

So she has to word it very carefully]



I know of someone who has a temper and a sort fuse when it comes to certain things. She is a shrew who will not be tamed, and yet her nature is making everyone in her familia suffer. So som advice on how to help her not care any more is appreciated.

Unless you are Ted.



[she glances over it. Si. This seems fairly ambiguous. Satisfied, she sends it]

Comments

[Voice]

[madcuriosity]

Well, I suppose the first question to ask, miss, is what certain things make her lose her temper?

[text]

[la_matrona]

Being in the same room with him usually.

[Voice]

[madcuriosity]

Oh ah... that seems like quite a problem. Why does being in the same room as him make her lose her temper?

[text]

[la_matrona]

Because he is irritating. Every little thing he does and she just wants to take his skull and stuff it in the cupboard.

[Text]

[madcuriosity]

Oh... then... maybe she shouldn't be friends with him if she can't find anything she likes about him.

[Text]

[la_matrona]

Regardless of whether they are friends they have a child together and so he is still going to be part of her life and death and everything in between

[Text]

[madcuriosity]

Oh ah... I-I see. Surely, there must be something she likes about him, she wouldn't have a child with him out of spite, now would she?

[Text]

[la_matrona]

[if she didn't like him there wouldn't be a problem. She knows this. This conversation seems like a dead end, however. There's too much no one can understand]

Gracias for your time and patience, but I feel she may just have to power through it and try to forget she ever felt anything at all.

[Text]

[madcuriosity]

What a terribly unhappy life she's causing for herself and her children, then.

[Text]

[la_matrona]

Si. She is.

[and there will be no more after this]